I think of you everyday,
But do you think of me?
I wonder do you even feel the same way.
It's been two years and you’re still the only one I want to see.
It's hard to know if you even know who I am or if I exist.
Well maybe someday we'll meet,
Until then I'll be dreaming of you in my sleep.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this also reminds me of me and my old love